It had been about eight months since my wife Ann Marie had taken a cock other than mine. Her latest escapade was a doozy, so I thought I would share it with you.
First of all, let me tell you that at 38 years old, she is as hot and sexy as she has ever been. 5'7" and 135lbs of pure sex appeal. Her legs and her ass are still those of a 25 year old, and her 34B boobs are as perky as ever. She still possesses traffic-stopping beauty and is always turning heads when in public. She has recently added blond highlights to her hair, and the effects are simply stunning. She is the classiest lady you will ever meet, but every once in a while she will act like the biggest slut on the planet. Well, enough description, I promised you a good one so if you want to hear a true slut's tale, read on.
I knew Ann Marie was starting to yearn for a little extramarital activity because for the last month or so she has once again started to tease me a bit. Just little things, like when we would make love and I am inside of her, she would whisper in my ear that she wished that my cock was just a little bit bigger and that it was time that she found someone to "really fill her up". When she talks like this, it always pushes me over the edge, and she knows it. She had also started sending me little e-mail notes during the day, like "I'm thinking about a big cock right now," and "If you don't find a big cock to fuck me soon, I'll have to go find one on my own." So, I guess you could say that I knew it wouldn't be long before she was back to her slutty ways.
The nature of my business requires that I travel rather extensively. It became necessary for me to travel to New Jersey. It is only about a two hour drive, and since my meetings would be five minutes from Manhattan, I asked Ann Marie if she would like to join me for a couple of days. I figured she could shop or hang around the indoor pool at the Hilton during the day, and we could do dinner and a show at night. I didn't realize at the time, that the night we would be away was October 12th, the night of game one of the Yankee vs. Red Sox playoff series. Since we are HUGE Yankee fans, we were a little bummed at the timing, but figured we could still have an early dinner and catch the game back at the room.
I got my business done during the day, and when I got back to the hotel, I found Ann Marie dressed to kill. She looked amazing. She was wearing a very clingy black mini dress. She obviously was not wearing a bra, as I could see her large nipples clearly through the thin fabric. My wife topped off the outfit with her customary thigh-high stockings and high heels. Her hair was long and wild, and her makeup was perfect. We decided to head into the city for dinner and believe me when I say that she could not make a move without having at least twenty set of eyes (both male and female) following her at every turn. I must admit that my mind was racing with possibilities, but knowing that there was no way we were going to miss the ballgame I figured that her quest for "big cock" would not be fulfilled this evening. Boy was I wrong.
We got back to the hotel right before game time and decided to take in the first couple innings at the hotel bar. The Hilton bar war pretty empty, but there were two college age guys sitting at a table near the TV. They were both wearing Red Sox caps, so Ann Marie (no shrinking violet) started to get on them a little. She knows her baseball, so much of the ribbing was in the vain of "1918" ( the last time the Sox won the World Series) and "Who's your Daddy" ( a reference to a quote from Red Sox pitcher Pedro Martinez, about how the Yankees have pretty much owned him this year). The guys took it pretty well and since they were good sports, I sent them over a round of drinks. When they got their beers they came over to our table to thank us. To my surprise Ann Marie invited them to sit with us.
It turned out that Dean and Robby were both seniors at Boston University, and they decided on a whim to drive down to Yankee Stadium to see the game. Well, after finding out that the cheapest tickets they could find from scalpers at the Stadium were about $500 each, they decided to head back to their hotel (our Hilton) to watch the game at the bar. They were really friendly (for Red Sox fans) and I could tell right away that Ann Marie was physically attracted to them. They looked pretty much like brothers although that wasn't the case. They were both about six-foot, well built, black hair and dark skin.
The four of us were exalting the virtues of our respective baseball teams, with Dean and Robby supremely confident that the Sox would totally dominate the Bronx Bombers. We were all really busting each other's balls, but it soon became apparent that they were super nice guys. As the first pitch was thrown, Robby bought us all a shot of tequila and we decided that we would agree to disagree.
The game started off well for the Yanks; their pitcher (Mike Mussina) got through the first inning with no trouble, whatsoever. The Red Sox starter (Curt Schilling) wasn't so lucky. The Yankees jumped on him early and scored a quick two runs. Ann Marie and I were high-fiving and cheering on every pitch, but to the guys' credit they weren't deterred. They said to just wait until the Sox bats started waking up and that the Red Sox would probably win by the score of 10-2.
Mussina pitched another perfect inning in the second, and it seemed as if Schilling was settling down for the Sox, as he set the Yankees down in order in the bottom of the inning. I was so entrenched in the game, that it took me until then to realize that Dean and Robby were really checking Ann Marie out. It was a little chilly in the bar, and Ann Marie's nipples were certainly making an appearance. You could see them clearly, as there was a good deal of light in the bar. Her dress had ridden up a bit (I guess the result of a couple of beers and the tequila shot), and the tops of her stockings were visible for all to see. Now that I had noticed, it was kind of funny to watch the guys try to be discreet while looking at my wife's tits and thighs. I also realized that I was getting completely turned on. I felt so proud that my gorgeous wife could still garner this much attention from two guys that were almost twenty years younger than us. I caught Dean red-handed as he gawked at Ann Marie's nipples. He knew I had busted him and looked at me quite nervously. I just gave him a little grin and a wink and at that I saw him noticeably exhale.
Mussina stayed perfect through the top of the third and Ann Marie and I decided to walk out to the parking lot to smoke a joint. We asked the boys to join us but they declined. They said that they would have two fresh beers waiting for us when we got back, and Robby said not to be gone too long because the Sox would probably be ahead 6-2 in about ten minutes.
Ann Marie scoffed at this and said "Yea right, if the Sox are up by the time we get back I'll....I'll..." and she just left it at that as we headed out the door.
Dean shouted after her, "You'll WHAT?"
My little tease of a wife just looked back at them and flashed her sexiest smile, puckered up her lips and blew them a kiss.
On our way out to the parking lot I asked Ann Marie if she knew how clearly her nipples were showing through her dress.
She said, "I know, I know. I noticed they got hard when it got chilly in there, and when I looked down at them, I got really horny and they got even harder. I just couldn't stop it."
We had a good laugh at that and as I was lighting the joint, she asked me if I thought the boys noticed. I laughed even harder and told her they were all but drooling over her. With that, she gave me that slutty look that you just have to see to believe and asked me if I would be ok with her doing a little flirting.
I said, "Does it matter?"
She laughed and said, "No, I guess not."
I asked her if she had her choice, which one of them would she want, and without hesitation she told me that she was going to fuck them both. Although I should have learned by now to never be shocked by anything Ann Marie says, I admit I almost choked on the smoke I was holding in. When I recovered, I told her that I was sure they were talking about her at this very moment.
By the time we got back inside, the Yankees had scored another two runs and were really beating the hell out of Schilling. The boys were pretty much banging their heads against the table and Ann Marie and I whooped it up even more. By the end of the inning the Yankees were up 6-0 and the result of the game was no longer in doubt (or so we thought).
After another couple inning, Mussina was still perfect and with the game all but decided, the boys really started to pay more and more attention to Ann Marie. She was openly flirting with them now, and she had positioned herself in a way that gave them a great view up her dress. She would cross and uncross her legs and every once in a while even brush the back of her hand against one of her nipples (they were now harder than ever). We all had a good buzz on, and Dean and Robby seemed to get a bit bolder. There were a lot of wise ass remarks and quite a bit of arm and leg touching. It was all still innocent enough, but there was certainly a good deal of sexual energy in the air. I noticed once, that after Ann Marie had made a joke, we all laughed and Dean leaned over and put his hand on her thigh. It lingered for just a moment and as he was taking it off, he slowly (and still very discreetly) let it roam upwards until he touched her bare skin above the top of her stockings. Ann Marie let out a small but completely audible moan and for a minute, there was just a touch of embarrassing silence.
Since the beers were empty, I thought it might be a good time to give my wife and the two boys a few minutes alone, so I got up to get another round. Ann Marie told me later what went down when I left.
As soon as I left the table, Robby looked at Ann Marie and said, "So, you never finished your sentence when you went outside to get high. What was it that you were going to do if the Sox were up by the time you got back?"
Ann Marie just smiled and said that it really didn't matter now, since not only did the Red Sox not take the lead, but the Yankees actually scored more runs.
Dean piped in and said, "Well, if it doesn't matter, then you can tell us what you were going to say. Come on, spill it."
Ann Marie looked at them and replied, "Ok, I guess you're right. Well boys, what I was going to say was that if the Red Sox were ahead when we got back (pause) I would....I would suck your cocks."
She told me that Dean's mouth dropped open, and Robby literally fell off his chair.
Dean said, "Fucking Red Sox, they just continue to disappoint me."
Ann Marie told him he better get used to it.
By this time, the Yanks had scored another two runs, and Mussina (if you can believe it), was still throwing a perfect game.
Robby then said, "You know, I don't think the Sox are done yet. What if they come back and win? Can we get that same deal?"
Now all three of them laughed and Ann Marie said, "Listen Robby, your Red Sox are down eight runs, they haven't had a hit all night and we are already going to the seventh inning. You know what? If the Red Sox come back and win, sure, I'll blow the both of you. In fact, I'll let the both of you fuck me, and you Robby, (and this she whispered) I'll let you fuck me in the ass. How's that?"
This last part must have been transpiring just as I walked back to the table, because the boys started a "LET'S GO RED SOX" chant and the three of them broke down in laughter.
